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8 years old. Singing to the playground. One, two Buckle my shoe... 18 years old. Singing to my lover. One, two I fell for you... Three, four You're the only one I adore. Five, six We're like a solar eclipse. You as the sun and I as the moon Our alignment is lovely. Seven, eight An escalated heart rate. Started at 65 heartbeats. Tracing limbs... 72. Kissing contours.. 96. Nine, ten. I keep falling for you. Over and over again.
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Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 2:21 AM UTC
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8 years old. Singing to the playground. One, two Buckle my shoe... 18 years old. Singing to my lover. One, two I fell for you... Three, four You're the only one I adore. Five, six We're like a solar eclipse. You as the sun and I as the moon Our alignment is lovely. Seven, eight An escalated heart rate. Started at 65 heartbeats. Tracing limbs... 72. Kissing contours.. 96. Nine, ten. I keep falling for you. Over and over again.
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Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 2:21 AM UTC
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